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I don't always enjoy With Special Guest Lauren Lapkus, but the latest episode, with Matt Walsh and Brian Huskey as precocious rich children, was really good.

I like their latest album a lot… although I think the music is mostly written by Jim Root while Corey Taylor takes care of the lyrics, which aren't particularly good. One of the songs opens with him screaming, "I KNOW WHY JUDAS WEPT, MOTHERFUCKER!"

This article is very funny. It's also worrying because I recently started eating a handful of fries with lunch each day because I inherited a deep fryer from my great-aunt, who lived to be 90, though I don't think she actually fried much with this. Anyway, I'm sure what's really going to kill me is the state of health

"Tom, don't cheat on my wife" might be the funniest line in the series… or maybe the only funny line in the series.

That cop who mocked the sheriff's dead son… what a horrible person. This show is full of characters that are much more evil than that, but still, fuck that guy.

Oh. I thought the scene of Sweeney at the accident saying "it's done" was a flash forward to him returning to the crashed ice cream truck in another stolen car after having done something that would be explained later. ("Why didn't anyone else come across the wreck?" I wondered.) Then we were back in the daylight and

The flipping ice cream truck scene also reminded me of Luke in the crashing ambulance in The Handmaid's Tale a few weeks ago, although that was caused by ice.

I was just listening to With Special Guest Lauren Lapkus with special guests Matt Walsh and Brian Huskey, so it was fun to see them in a scene together here.

Cultural appropriation is my spirit animal.

My very slow watching of BoJack Horseman has finished, or at least taken a break for a month or so, because I finally reached the latest episode. Somehow it feels like I experienced these the same as if I had watched them all at once.

Snack thoughts: It was funny to hear a discussion on weirdos who pronounce Reese's as Reesee's, because there was just an article on The AV Club about that. Also, I hadn't heard of Takis before so I Googled and the first result is a Snopes article assuring us they probably don't cause cancer. I take it they don't

"Transfer to a Non-Imperialist Country"… I wonder who wrote that. It kind of sounds like Chang.

The opening credits are kind of wasted because they're basically saying "Look at these typical prisoners' faces!" Then the show comes on and it's all like "Look at these super attractive actresses at the top of the industry!" It's easy to forget since they're deglamorized for their prisoner roles, but these are the

I must sympathize with people too easily, because I sort of felt bad for psychotic Humphrey. Him getting shot in the leg and almost bleeding to death was fine, but inducing a stroke felt like too much. I hope he recovers from it so he can return to a life of physical pain.

I think he just knew there were people looking for them and she shouldn't be making noise. As I remember, she was trying to bust their chain and he stopped her to basically say, "No, don't, there are people in that general direction."

Other thoughts…

I'm kind of an extremist when it comes to spoilers; I don't even like to know what grade a show got on here before I see it, because then that affects how I think about the episode. Now in addition to all these grades showing up I have all these headlines on the side of my screen that I'm trying very hard not to look

I didn't recognize her them from this show when they showed up on Billions, so it's weird now to recognize for the first time this person I should have been recognizing before.

Then we get people who watched them the first chance they got and now can't remember what their reactions were… or what happened in which episode, which results in comment sections full of accidental spoilers.

Prediction: Myles McNutt gives the last few episodes of OITNB Fs because he has grown weary of the very notion of television, as well as life itself. Then he takes a nap.